Title: Miss Memory: Wizarding World, To Tom
Summary: The Slayer's family awaits their first Diagon Alley trip and the Slayer comes home.
Before they left to the wizarding world, Buffy and Dawn quickly did a complicated spell, with naked rituals and moonlight dancing galore, allowing them to also remember their lives as if they went to an American magic school. Now Buffy had a fourth set of memories, with the 'Forgotten Day's' also in their somewhere.
They opened a portal a few days before they were due at the train station, and they went into the slightly rundown looking pub on the corner of some shops. It took Anne a moment to see it but the others noticed the building after the Slayer pointed it out. The six of them (Buffy, Dawn, Elizabeth, Liam, Lily-Anne, and Thomas) landed in the bar the held access to Diagon Alley.
In that very same bar,a man only known as Tom, the friendly neighborhod bartender saw six people step out of a portal in the wall. The first person to step out, he stared at, as if he didn't really believe what he was seeing. She looked so much like her… But it couldn't be her. She was dead. And this young woman couldn't possibly be her, even though witches and wizards aged slower.
He bent down and took a swig of his cup o' tea (really it was mixed with some firewhiskey for flavor), and went back to his job. He tried his best not to look at them for more than the usual greeting, but it was no good. The greeting was innitiated by the young woman barely old enough to be out of school.
He saw five more people step out after the first girl, and knew they were here to go to Diagon Alley. He nodded at them, and went to the small room that held the entrance in case they needed help getting through.
The five others followed the familiar blonde to the room, and when he was seen by her, she smiled, and his mood lightened.
"Hey Tom." She said.
He smiled slightly. But no, it couldn't be her. She was dead. "Do I know you from somewhere? You look very familiar." He said, trying not to think about who it was she looked like.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." Buffy said cryptically, her smile friendly but holding in a thousand and three secrets.
He nodded slowly, not really sure what the girl meant, or what he thought she meant.
"Mommy, can we go to get our wands first?" Liam asked impatiently. He was also nearly skipping from one foot too another. Buffy sighed thinking, you should have used the restroom before we left.
Tom's attention snapped over to the blonde woman that couldn't possibly be more then twenty. And inwardly, he was also laughing at the young boy.
"Sure honey, but we need to go to the bank first." The blonde woman replied expertly, the words from the young boy not being off to her at all.
She saw Tom look at her strangely and she turned to him and said, "I'm older then I look." He nodded and shrugged. Whatever. It wasn't his business.
He tapped the bricks appropriately, and they opened up into the Alley. All but Buffy's face was staring and smiling in awe. But Buffy was smiling. It was good to be back in the magical world.
They all stepped through, and the blonde slayer turned around before the bricks closed. "Hey, Tom,"
"Yes?" he asked, still not quite sure how she knew him by name.
"Please don't tell anyone you saw me, 'Kay?" she asked. She smiled sweetly with her charming Buffy-smile, and the brick closed back up. Tom was left staring at the spot.
He smiled. Elizsabeth Potter was alive, and back in the wizarding world.
He turned around and went back to the bar with a smile on his face. "How about a free round of butter beer for everyone." He said. There was cheering and the drinks were handed out.
TBC. Well, poo, I thought that Olivander would be next. I guess not though. I suddenly remember something about the bank to.